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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 26/02/2026

Been on a dry spell, but I’d like to thank the editors of Pleiades Magazine or taking “Anubis”, which is poem dear to my heart. ❤️❤️❤️

The cover of Pleiades Magazine. Yellow background and doll

Anubis by Zachary Forrest y Salazar

Bring me your dog, so I may pet it. Bushy tail shedder, tongue flapper, li1 face licker asking for a treat. Bring me the light of your life so I can scratch his head (& his ass) —so he knows what a good boy he is. I want to whisper love into his ears & quietly ask to make him mine.

On Kansas country roads, dogs dumped out front of the farmhouse would come find me, appearing like apparitions from dust clouds of cars leaving. Once, & never again, after my mother deserted me on the lawn; a dog appeared over my syncopal body & licked

salt off my face. Dog of my pain, doggerel snout in my eye-doggone it, tail-wagging dog who circled my small body in the grass— whimpering little mongrel, this water spaniel wet with river & ears tangled in cockleburs, resurrected me—like some goddamned god.

Bring me your dog, babe—& I'll worship it!
T1l prostrate myself & praise its holy name.
For a creature so pure, I11 doggedly sacrifice & preach the good news of dog. Any dog, miracle of God, & probably God, the Great Doggo-says: throw the ball. Says: Let us play.

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KEEP PLANNING @keep-planning.net · 18/11/2025

#025 – "Sonnet Initially on -yx" by Gabriel Forrest

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KEEP PLANNING – Gabriel Forrest

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Carl T. Bergstrom @carlbergstrom.com · 18/11/2025

Way back in 1947, Alan Turing had thoughts on how AI would influence the demand for skilled labor. (via Matteo Pasquinelli 2023 _The Eye of the Master_)

Roughly speaking those who work in connection with the [automatic computing engine] will be divided into its masters and its servants. Its masters will plan out instruction tables for it, thinking up deeper and deeper ways of using it...The masters are liable to get replaced because as soon as any technique becomes at all stereotyped it becomes possible to devise a system of instruction tables which will enable the electronic computer to do it for itself. It may happen however that the masters will refuse to do this. They may be unwilling to let their jobs be stolen from them in this way. In that case they would surround the whole of their work with mystery and make excuses, couched in well chosen gibberish, whenever any dangerous suggestions were made.

— Alan Turing (1947) Lecture on the Automatic Computing Engine

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kate wehwalt @katewagner.wehwalt.net · 05/11/2025

dawg not the steakhouse wedding font

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 22/09/2025

Just sack up and send a sternly written letter.

A tweet from Chuck Schumer:

BREAKING: @RepJeffries and l are demanding a meeting with @realDonaldTrump on his decision to shut down the federal government because of the Republican desire to continue to gut the health care of the American people.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 20/09/2025

There are horrible things about the H1-B system. For example, companies take advantage of talent on those visas and pay them a lot less money for the same work. But every single person I’ve met on an H1-B has been deserving. This decision will only hamstring us. It’s a bold strategy, Cotton. 😂

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 19/09/2025

It’s a bold move Cotton. Let’s see if it works out for ‘em [Tech CEOs].

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👻👹 boo-rit 👹👻 @britculpsapp.bsky.social · 14/09/2025

about to start cancelling churches lol

Michele Tafoya
1 & @Michel..•5h S...
Good morning. I went to church today for the first time in a couple of months. I was sad that the name of Charlie Kirk was not mentioned a single time. Other tragedies were mentioned. But at this particular Catholic church, nothing about Charlie. What were they afraid of?

Proud Patriot 1776 & @...40m S
Went to church also today hoping to hear something about Charlie Kirk.
Same darn thing. They mentioned everything but him.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 08/09/2025

It's been a few years, so Meta started reaching out again.

Responding to a Meta recruiter letting him know that if I worked at Meta, I'd kill myself.

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Eliot Higgins @eliothiggins.bsky.social · 08/09/2025

The Supreme Court just ruled this meme is constitutional.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 08/09/2025

Absolutely unhinged to use Jerry.

A screenshot of a new Bluesky feature to save posts that matter to you. But the example is a post from Jerry Chen and why are you tempting the Kraken like this.

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Todd Dillard @toddedillard.bsky.social · 02/09/2025

my issue of Threepenny is here! here’s my poem “Present Tense,” I would love for you to give it a read! “I know this so loudly I don’t hear, at first, my father’s silence.”

Present Tense
by Todd Dillard

My father’s telling me about his dog,
how it fell into a well
when they were walking down a wooded path.
His dog ran across some rotted planks,
the planks splintered, “And whoosh!”
my father says. “No more dog.”
I look at the clock and remind my father it’s three A.M.
“I’m not finished,” he says.
He tells me about the rope he bought, the bucket,
how he knotted the rope to the bucket, lowered it down,
and yelled for the dog to get in.
“But all I pulled up was more barking.”
“Dad,” I say. “This never happened.”
He says he can’t remember
how long he tried to get the dog
to shimmy into the bucket.
Just that at some point
when the sky turned tawny—“Dad—“
as a pitcher of sweet tea—“Dad—“
he decided to give up.
“Dad,” I say. “It’s late.
I’m tired. And you’re dead.”
“Dammit, son,” my father says. “Let me finish!”
My father tells me about filling the bucket with dirt
and pouring the dirt into the well.
And I know what he’s getting at, I know
he’s going to tell me bucket by bucket
he filled the well and
the dog jumped out. He’s going to say
something about how the dog
led him home through the dark.
I know this so loudly I don’t
hear, at first, my father’s silence.
“Dad?” I say. “Dad, are you there?”
I keep lowering the bucket
but all I ever pull up are leaves.
Red leaves. Lately, some gold.

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Read A Little Poetry @readalittlepoem.bsky.social · 20/08/2025

Today’s poem is selected by Todd Dillard as part of the 20th anniversary of Read A Little Poetry. “Cloudless Snowfall” appeared in Walking to Martha's Vineyard by Franz Wright, published by Knopf, 2003. Shared here with deep gratitude.

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Grace @gracekind.net · 29/08/2025

Humans were never meant to write React

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Todd Dillard @toddedillard.bsky.social · 29/08/2025

poet at their day job

a pack of blood hounds looking left and grouped within them is a single fox

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 20/08/2025

I saw that after I posted and died.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 19/08/2025

When an LLM story gets into Bread Loaf, I’ll eat my shorts.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 18/08/2025

Tech companies: "Gosh golly shucks I mean we have the smartest people* but letting people work from where they want to live is a problem beyond human understanding." It's about power (having direct access to people). It's about money (commercial real estate). theneedling.com/2025/07/18/m...

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Microsoft Implements Return to Work Somewhere Else Policy

Today Microsoft confirmed rumors that its Redmond headquarters is implementing a five days a week return to work somewhere else policy for all employees. “We tried remote, we tried hybrid, b…

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 14/08/2025

Imagine how much of an alpha male you’d have to be to file charges against someone who threw a sandwich at you, bless your wittle heart.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 08/08/2025

My experience so far is that GPT-5 is trash for coding.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 05/08/2025

hey chat is this good www.vox.com/politics/422...

As with employment gains, America’s GDP growth is highly imbalanced: An explosion in AI infrastructure spending is playing an outsize part in sustaining our economic expansion. Over the past six months, the artificial intelligence buildout has contributed more to American economic growth than all of consumer spending, according to the Wall Street Journal’s Christopher Mims. Should anything cause America’s tech companies to pull back on data center construction, the US economy could quickly sputter.

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Pavel @spavel.bsky.social · 03/08/2025

Every time someone tells me to use fewer em dashes ⸻ I bring out Big Bertha.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 31/07/2025

Mark my words, Evangelicals will try and undo civil rights.

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Ben Collins @bencollins.bsky.social · 30/07/2025

Holy shit, they did it. They wrote the headline.

NYC Mass Shooting Was Nearly Impossible to Prevent, Experts Say

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Monteiro @monteiro.bsky.social · 27/07/2025

Fuck Israel.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 17/07/2025

The Christian religion is awfully adept at creating narcissists.

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West Trade Review @westtradereview.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

“I planted grass around a tree already planted. I told the tree to give way to grass like I was God.” "Philistine" by Zachary Forrest y Salazar, forthcoming in the Summer 2025 collection of Online Exclusives available July 15th. Details: buff.ly/B672Xea #poetrycommunity

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 03/07/2025

Did they make Dippin’ Dots for detergent.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 25/06/2025

I guess I’m going to Bread Loaf this year.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 17/06/2025

I'm rambling a bit here, but these fucking corporations would rather we all just shut up and waste our lives away building shit that makes executives rich. Even as the world burns. And we're simply not built to do that. It should have been more obvious to me before now.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 17/06/2025

Work is for humans. Houses, healthcare, education, travel—we work to have these things. And if we're extremely lucky, we get to derive meaning from our work. A resounding pushback to the dystopian idea that we don't get to have or enjoy anything is in our future.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 17/06/2025

The value of our lives isn't measured in career ladders. Covid reminded us of that, and for a lot of tech people, AI is calling into question if this shit has any value left. Software is for humans. Electricity, plumbing, construction, art, writing, all of this—is for humans.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 17/06/2025

And then I extrapolate out to what humanity is collectively giving up so we can all afford health insurance. I have no idea what the percentages would be, but I think if we asked anyone in tech if they'd rather be doing something else, the numbers would be greater than 90%.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 17/06/2025

When I was at Slack, I marveled at how many talented people were there. And then I started thinking about what we were giving up—the art, the writing, the weird ideas that would never make a billion dollars, all the small things we could do to evolve—so we could make a messaging app?

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Glass Poetry Press @glasspoetry.bsky.social · 13/05/2025

🚨 🚨 ANNOUNCEMENT 🚨 🚨 BOYSTUFF by Philip Kenner is officially available for pre-order! Only $7.50 for this incredible chapbook length crown of sonnets! www.glass-poetry.com

Cover of BOYSTUFF by Philip Kenner. Man on bed in blue briefs, a beer at his head.

And fear will fail. To turn you from the door,
I have to make a room worth turning towards,
or maybe that’s the story that I need
to write another sonnet. When I’m done
with stroking out the morning, there I reach
for words to stick you with, a plastic form
to hold the gluey paper in a shape.
I’m still a boy and so are you, and stuff
falls out our mouths in rapid streams of lines
from movies, shows, and clips that raised us when
the internet took on its tender role
as parent number three. It slipped us drugs
and said that’s it’s okay as long as we
“just do it in the house where I can see.”

Philip Kenner's BOYSTUFF is the gender expansive gay sleepover your parents warned you about. These fresh, daring poems wrestle with hard-earned revelations to offer soul-deep permissions. Kenner is a devoted observer, exploring the mundanity of grief and desire with as equal care as the spectacle. These poems are as wholehearted as they are cheeky as they are devastating — willing to "rage against easy" they "come out clean." The sonnet crown that spans the collection spins and doubles back like a party trick, an old fable, the kind of story you will carry with you into the rest of your life. Spun out of Kenner's well knit syntax and their uncanny ability to make and unmake a world, BOYSTUFF will have you coming undone and more together than before.

— Acie Clark

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 11/06/2025

A new poem in Pembroke Magazine

Animita

When I stood with you on El Tatio, I thought of my heart like a geothermal field. Some mornings, I wake up cold-cold like the desolate Atacama. When we drove down
Ruta CH-23 towards San Pedro, I saw humble animitas; memorials—built for someone who died, small houses to light a candle for the ánima, or soul, which wanders
earth after death. The desert itself feels like an animita, house of red dust & dry rock; & yet, high in the Andes, a salt lake the most pale colors of blue & green. Wind,
like soplo de viento, pushed through us across Piedras Rojas. I told you of my last-dying grandparent, & how glad I was she died. I never forgave her for whipping
my brother's legs across his hamstrings-with a switch.
When I was the oldest— powerless; sunk deep into myself like Lake Chaxa salt crusts. Tatio in the Kunza language
could mean burnt or oven. No one really knows. Kunza words are dead now, like my grandmother, & my heart still boils years later, as I wonder what I could've done
to save my brother. When I held you on El Tatio, I asked if loving me felt cold like the Atacama. You answered by showing me what grows: altiplano & salt bush-the yareta.

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Zach Forrest y Salazar @zdfs.com · 07/06/2025

I have a new poem out in the 2025 issue of Pembroke Magazine. "Animita" is one of my personal favorites out of the poems I've written so far. Issues are $12. Get it. pembrokemagazine.com

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Pembroke Magazine

literary magazine at UNC Pembroke

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